Flynn, make an Intimidation check

Intimidation: 22

Witch and Light glance nervously at each other when Flynn mentions 'mirrors', but Light quickly regains his smirky grin and spits back at Flynn with more venom in his voice than one could imagine from such a garish and exuberant jester: Nice try bird-brain, but you couldn't wield that even if you knew how. It was bequeathed to me by none other than Isol-

Here Mister Witch interrupts his companion and steps forward, clearly preferring to employ logic rather than emotion to resolve the issue. Looking at all three of the group, he rumbles in his gravelly baritone: My esteemed colleague is correct. You cannot use the powers of the Witchlight Vane, just as you cannot operate the Witchlight Watch. As the one to whom the Watch was given, I need only speak the command word here and now, and the entire Carnival will disassemble and pack up around us, including the Hall of Mirrors, eliminating your means of passage to Prismeer, and leaving us all here standing in an open field, waiting for the other to yield. And believe me, we can wait a very long time. Your trickery and theft were effective enough at precipitating this confrontation, I'll give you that. But we are now at an impasse. It is time to give up your futile objectives. Meddling in this matter will only bring more sorrow.

Mister Witch stops speaking, and the eyes of dozens of onlookers watch and wait in silence to see what will happen next. The only sound is the song of the calliope, which has descended into a tune so mournful and discordant that it wouldn't be out of place at a funeral.

"The real question is, how much do you wish us to say in front of all these people?  Because we can say a lot, a whole lot. But we would prefer to do it private.  We have offered you help and we continue to offer you help, though you have forced our hand that much more.  So what do you say, a more private discussion?"  Zeg speaks with a soft tone, not menacingly or, threatening.  He is not trying to alarm the crowd, but convince the two that a stand off right here is not in their best interest,

Persuasion 7 

Faelan tries to determine how truthful Mister Witch is, as he takes a step back. Insight: 19

"Mayhaps I can not use the stick, mayhap I can, or perhaps just break it and take the risk. Of what I had that was taken can't or won't be returned then there isn't much to hold me back from other paths is there." As he is talking and gesturing he flicks the want at mr light. 

Continuing. "And if you use the watch. Yes we are standing here but I still will have the stick I imagine no matter what you choose it all points to lose at least as far as this run down show you use..(vicious  mockery at Mr light)  ((wis save 13)

Faelan can't get a read on Mister Witch - if he is lying, then he is fairly skilled at it. However, Zeg's follow-up threat to speak uncomfortable truths in public seems to hit a nerve, and Witch's stony countenance flickers just a little, betraying his realisation that his bluff (true or not) wasn't enough to break the stalemate. And yet still the overweight elf pauses, seeming to weigh his words before committing...

Flynn's final retort at Mister Light seems to be the final straw, and the flamboyant elf reacts visibly at Flynn's insult to the Carnival itself. Turning to his companion, he half-whispers: Gah! Wrap this up, Witch. The show must go on!

Then without another word, the garish public face of Mister Light returns, and he turns back to face the assembled crowd. Ladies and gentleman, thank you one and all for your enthusiastic support of our impromtu performance. We do so very much encourage such vigorous engagement with our humble Carnival. As a special reward for these determined thespians and for your devoted patronage, we are pleased to offer a complimentary pint of honey mead to each and every visitor here tonight (pumpkin juice for the kids of course) as well as one free pass to your choice of any of our lovely attractions. We hope you will join us later for...

Mister Light continues his damage control, which seems to be reasonably effective judging from the jubilant cheers from most of the listening crowd at the mention of free mead. Meanwhile, Mister Witch, who has not turned away from the group for one moment, but remains stoicly facing them, deep in thought, leans down and quietly says: Hall of Illusions. Five minutes. after which he turns away and goes to stand beside Mister Light.

As Mister Witch approaches, Faelan put the items behind him.

"Five minutes.  We'll be there."  Zeg waits a moment to be sure the crowd is dispersing.  His intention has never been to disparage the carnival or the two owners.  Turning to the others.  "Let's go."  He has a fairly good idea where the Hall of Illusions is as he had flown over the carnival earlier but he had enough doubt that he didn't want to get it wrong.  "Faelan, you'll know the way for sure.  Let's head there now."

"Well that went as well as could be expected maybe?".  We still need to find the fairy"

Flynn starts playing while walking trying to attract.Navi

Despite Flynn's musical broadcast, there is no sign of Navi the fairy, although several other carnival-goers do approach the group. Most of them approach Faelan directly, having been witnesses to the antics in the Big Top, and congratulate the harengon on a good show. Although none of them seem entirely sure what the purpose of the performance was, they were entertained nonetheless.

Faelan easily leads the group the short distance to the entrance of the Hall of Illusions, and is somewhat surprised to find that Candlefoot is not present at his post where he would normally be stationed. A short distance away (about 20 feet) a female halfling sits forlornly at the base of a glass cabinet. Her festive butterfly wings droop at her back, and she looks up at the party as though afraid to speak but desperate for help. Inside the glass cabinet hovers a wooden mannequin of a grinning, raven-haired young woman in witch’s attire and a green flowing cape.

Zeg sees the halfling and moves towards her.   He drops to a knee in front of her and speaks. 

"Have you seen a small fairy,  blue hair,  come by here at all?   We are looking for our friend.   We seem to have lost her. "

Zeg, please make a Wisdom saving throw 

Wisdom Saving throw 18

(Does Faelan knows the female halfling and/or does he recognize the wooden mannequin?)

Navi

Zeg:

Flynn/Faelan:

Navi:

On a hunch cause everything seems to.talk in this place.Flynn goes to the mare

"Faelan pull Zeg.away.from that figure if you can"  to the mare. "Good evening fair lady. Could you perhaps help me. I'm looking for a fairy friend of mine named Navi. Have you perhaps seen her?"